My name is Starla Mcfluffbird and I want to share my story. I live with my twin sister and my dad. My mother passed when I was just 18 years old. It was really painful losing the comfort of a mother. I felt as if I lost a part of myself that I could no longer bring back. But even so everyday is a struggle and I learned you dont heal but learn to deal with the pain.

8 months later I am starting college and It saddens me that my mother couldn't be here to send me off. Although I carry her in my heart it still hurts not being able to see her. A couple of months back we got rid of her rocking chair. It was nothing special just a all black rocking chair she would spend most of her days in. Now as days go by the silence in the three bedroom apartment I live in has become familiar to me.

I know it sounds weird but I had gotten used to not hearing my mothers cackle of laughter as she talks on the phone with my aunt. All I have to say is my story was just getting started.